CHAPTER 10 “I have a perfect cure for sore throat… cut it!”— Alfred HitchcockMELODY POVEvery man filtering through the door could make a fine husband. And if I was desperate enough, I would sew my own wedding gown and tie one of them by my side right fuckin' now.The lobby was buzzing with California Elites and the members of “high-class society”. I wasn’t surprised when Jada Pinkett Smith herself showed up, even more, when nobody seemed to be fazed by her appearance. You had to be one hell of a rich sick fuck to see Jada Pinkett and not lose your shit and start asking for selfies and whatnot. But my focus wasn’t on women. I don’t need women and their wantons. No shades at the lesbos… But men… Yahp. Those creatures are amazing. And they smell nice too. With the rim of the glass on my lips, I scanned the crowd stealthily while taking small sips. The wine settled in my stomach with a wave of warmth, heating my chest pleasantly as I continued my survey.My eyes landed to my right,
CHAPTER 11"It's almost as if we each have a vampire inside us. Controlling that beast, that dark side, is what fascinates me." - Sheryl LeeJORDAN POVIt felt like being dunked into a pool of molten lava.The chlorine as it sipped into the plastic cast and passed the bandages into my sore wound. I tried for the laps, kicking the water and breaking through the surface, but a cramp decided to grasp me by my muscles, rendering me immobile. I became a lump of breathing meat under the bright blue pool water. The only thing I saw before I sank to the bottom was a glimpse of red and sparkly heels as they retreated, the sound of them hauntingly ringing in my brain.My chest burned as my lungs fought for air, and for a second there, I thought this was it.What a pathetic way of dying. What a lot of things I am going to miss in life. I opened my mouth and tried to resurface, only to fail miserably. A firm arm snaked around my chest and pulled me up. We broke through the surface in what fe
CHAPTER 12“The heart of another is a dark forest, always, no matter how close it has been to one’s own.”__William WordsworthMELODY POVHazel eyes, rainforest, and hot muscles.That’s the definition of distraction in all forms of the word and I hated it.The things I felt for Jordan Fuckin’ Rothschild had to be all inhuman, and I found myself having a hard trying to wrap my mind around the whole thing.Normally, anybody who carried just a fraction of what HE possessed would be unalived, thrown into the sea, and contributed to the marine food chain and survival. One thing I understood intimately was that in this line of work, distraction was suicide, and we all know I don’t do well with all that.But there was something burning low and unhurried deep within the foreign folds of my being that prevented me from planting a bullet between his eyes. It wouldn’t even cost a lot, just one bullet and all of this… All of this madness would be gone and over with. But he was my pawn. My boardi
CHAPTER 13“The more we deny that we have a dark side, the more power it has over us.” __ Sheryl LeeJORDAN POVAll the air that was going down my pipe got trapped in a balloon, causing me to heave out and start coughing frantically.A smooth hand found my back and started patting softly, but the coughs never seized. “Ahhhmm… I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to startle all of you. It was just… Oh, silly me.” I watched as the hostess got up and poured a glass of water before rounding the table and walking to me, then held it up for me, an apologetic smile on her face. “Thanks.” I wheezed as I took the glass and gulped down the whole liquid down. WHAT IN THE ACTUAL HELL?“I was just… Oh, my word. This is embarrassing.” Mrs. Cattanio-Alderman laughed off nervously as she started walking back to her seat, her face flushed and making her look 20 years younger than her actual age. “That’s actually a good idea.” My dad jibed in, and I stopped myself from throwing the empty glass at his head.
Chapter 14 “There are those who are afraid of the dark, not just because it’s dark, but because of what’s inside the darkness.” — Timothy LongJORDAN POV“And then another one bites the dust. Hell must be freezing and demons fleeing with the way everyone is just getting hooked. Tell me, what in the world is going on? Is the earth running out of women or something?” Quin drawled smoothly before winking at me, the glass of whiskey lingering on his lips for a moment. “Something,” I grumbled nursing my own whiskey like it was some kind of a relaxing charm.“Besides, I haven’t agreed on getting married.” I finished the sentence, the word ‘married’ sending a jolt of pain to my brain. I was too fuckin young to be tied down to a woman. Not just any other woman, but Melody.“What’s the worst that can possibly happen? It’s Laura Fuckin’ Alderman you’re marrying. That alone is enough to put you down that aisle by the altar and marry the shit out of her.” Quin’s voice crackled over the blastin
Chapter 15“We’re all but broken men searching for meaning in a twisted maze which is called the world.” – Eddie MELODY POV I felt like a stupid teen tiptoeing out of the house and hiding in the shadows. The hd=ide and seek from the cameras made me feel even more sheepish that I found myself giggling along the driveway that felt like both a millisecond and a fuckin’ century. ‘ For starters, I couldn’t believe I was sneaking out in the middle of the night to meet my supposed fiancee. That’s if he signed the papers. But I loved the feeling. I couldn’t believe I was getting adrenalin pumps by the stupidest thing ever. If any of my sisters ever tried this, I was going to break both their legs and have them sitting in a wheelchair for a minimum of 2 years. “Signora.” Dante, our head of security erupted from the bushes just right by my side. I stopped myself from planting my heel in the middle of his head, right where his cranium was soft enough to be shattered into pieces. “Damn it, D
Chapter 16Nobody on this earth is perfect. Everybody has their flaws; everybody has their dark secrets and vices. – Juice Wrld MELODY POVIt has been a whole week since I saw him. But the memory of his laughter and the way his car smelled of him was forefront and center of my brain. There was nothing I could hold without the voice in my head whispering ‘Jordan’. Every waking hour of the day, I thought of the man.I hate to admit it, but I could feel the danger looming in the distance. Jordan was slowly transforming into something entirely apart from what I had planned. He was becoming a sole part of my life, a weakness. “MEEEEEEEL!” Momma’s loud yell disturbed my musings. I jolted from my seat before fixing the diamond necklace on my neck, then fixed my hair just a little before hoisting my clutch and running out of my room.“Coming Mother,” I screamed back as I walked down the vast hallway towards the big Victorian staircase. “Look at you. We are all waiting for you.” Mama's com
Chapter 17“There is nothing in the dark that isn’t there when the lights are on.” – Rod Serling MELODY POVThe sun burned hot and unforgiving for the late afternoon. I imagined if I laid down on the patio, right on the bricks instead of the perfectly mowed grass, I would be scorched nice and well like the eggs I had for breakfast.Not caring to dwell on the matters of the gods being angry with the people and deciding to barbeque them for the greater good, I charged into the house before racing to the elevators that were on the left side of the foyer on the farthest wall. The sound of my heels against the marble floors was ghostly and haunting.My parents' house was more than the blinding lights and vastness. The four floors above the ground were every architect's dream, and the three floors stretching beneath the ground were the base for all other nighttime activities. And no I don't mean sex. There was smuggling of diamonds and guns, drugs, and making fake cash before laundering it